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Monday, August 29, 2016

boyhood sketch 1. FIRST TV ON THE BLOCK

I remember the boy that I was, and the
life I lived. In a series of daily sketches I now recall the years from 1949-1956
when I was ages 7-13 in St. Catharines. Ontario. The stories are all true.

I wouldn't trade my childhood for one
with all the electronics today. I had a bike. I had imagination. I had a local
library. I had really tall trees in my yard. I had friends on my street. We
lived in simple homes on Clark Street. We were happy. We didn’t have a
television but Eddie McArthy did. He lived three houses up the street on the
other side. Neighbourhood kids were allowed inside to watch Sagebrush Trail, Howdy
Doody and Hopalong Cassidy before supper. After about an hour when Mrs. McArthy
called Eddie to the table, we knew it was time to go home. Ronnie & Jerry Barr,
Joey Daniels, my brother Murray, and me never overstayed. On a couple of
occasions Mrs. McArthy asked us whether we would like to stay for supper.
Murray and I declined. We were certain that what our mom would prepare was far
better than what we saw on Eddie's supper table.

About Me

Ambition to be a graphic artist was displaced 50 years ago by a plan to study theology and to engage in altruistic service. Art became my pastime as visual images conceded to word pictures. I acquired Master’s and Doctoral degrees along the way. A career consisting of 34 years as a pastor and 6 years as a denominational executive concluded in ‘08. My faith and principles remain firm as I paint and write.